WednesdayApr 02, 2025
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That which happens to the soil when it ceases to be cultivated, happens to man himself when he foolishly forsakes society for solitude; the brambles grow up in his desert heart.
Gold, like the sun, which melts wax and hardens clay, expands great souls and contracts bad hearts.
It is easy for men to write and talk like philosophers, But to act with wisdom, there is the rub!
Indolence and stupidity are first cousins.
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